I have to tell you about my conversation with the cloud dragon!
the only difference between me and a prostitute was that i complained a lot more.
I just texted him to come over because I want to see if his hand fits the handprint bruise on my ass.....I feel like the cinderella of S&M
I am never taking advice from you again. The high heels in the shower were a bad idea. I orgasmed and almost drowned.
cocks speak louder than words, as they say
Nobody says that.
I don't know what to say to that. All I know is my vagina is trying to jump through the phone.
If he survived pride he can survive a gay bar
I no longer exist. I have transformed into a puddle of sex.
Also, I pretty much need an IV of fluids straight to my soul
how does spending your day off taking me to the hospital sound?
We were mid fuck, and he did a Kermit the Frog impression. Is it weird that I was strangely turned on?
Is this a Beer, Vodka or Whiskey kind of problem solving night? It's imperative I stock accordingly.
Questions like that are why I love you.
He told me he loved me...but added "you crazy bitch" at the end. Does it still count???
I can guarantee he will smoke me out and I won't feel bad about it because he gets to touch my butt.
Verdict: uncircumcised.
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